Natalie bustled into the Tavern carrying a tinfoil covered tray of brownies. She'd been craving them all day yesterday and decided to bring them along today."Sorry I'm late, guys. What'd I miss?" she asked, her trademark Bridger grin showing.

"Thanks!" Arina said stepping into the club. "I brought a gift for my being so late. Hope you like doughnuts." She set the box down and looked up and Joey. "Is it just the three of us? I thought Nat was joining us for this blessed event." She smiled as she picked a doughnut out of the box and took a bite. After chewing and swallowing she turned towards the back of the club. "Have you two started yet, or did you two just get here as well?"

Arina gave Bobby a kiss on the forehead (lucky him, gets to sleep in) before running out of the house and getting into her car. "An excuse, I need and excuse for being over an hour late." She tapped her fingers on the steering wheel as she zoomed down the road. "Can't blame kids, don't have any... yet." She said to herself. She pulled into a shopping center and picked up a dozen donuts to hopefully get back on Joey's good side. She got back into her car and headed to the club. She threw the car into park and jumped out forgetting the donuts, and having to go back for them. She put her hand the doorknob into the club and pushed and walked right into the door. It was locked. "Damn!" She said as she rubbed her forehead. She knocked on the door (Why knock, I'm sure they heard the loud thud of my head hitting the door.) and waited for someone to let her in.

Joey shrugged."Not really sure. I mentioned it to Arina...you remember her?...and she said she'd lend a hand if she could. But I don't know if that's going to fall through or not. Unless you asked Cor or Nat to come, I think we're on our own."

"Not sure what I can say to that except you're the one that decided to have all three of your kids at once. Next time, do the one at a time thing. It's a lot easier, trust me." Cleo smirked, running a hand through her hair absently.

"Hey, *any* extra sleep is a good thing in my book. The kids are teething, so they're wide awake all night. The instant one gets to sleep, another one starts in...it's a neverending battle. Hence the skipping-straight-past-the-coffee and moving to the hard stuff." She held up her glass.

Joey smirked and mock tapped her foot impatiently against the bar."Uh-huh. Sure. And just how are you going to make this up to me, missy?" She glared disapprovingly at her sister-in-law for a moment before busting up laughing. "Nah, it's ok. If anything, I'm insanely jealous. I dumped the kids with Jasper today, so this is my one day of freedom." She leaned backwards over the bar."Wanna drink?"

Cleo had somehow managed to sleep in (by an hour! big time for one of the many with children) and was late getting up. She cursed to herself the entire way, making sure to drop the kids off at the neighbor's before leaving (lucky to have a neighbor who can take care of your kids when you're due for inventory).

She practically flew down the highway in her shiny silver car, approaching the tavern in record time. Hair disheveled and panting, she fiddled with the lock and flung open the door.

Joey turned the key in the lock of the Tavern and threw open the door with a *bang*. It was too damn early, (is it ever *not* too early when you have 3 kids?) but she'd promised to help do inventory of the stock room today. She dropped her keys on the counter and reached across the bar to grab a glass. She poured herself a glass of orange juice and added a liberal amount of vodka before popping herself up to sit on the counter to wait for other arrivals.